• tomjames_m 5w

    My wings catch wind for the first time
    Off to a distant land i fly
    A new world awaits me
    It welcomes me with open arms
    It sees not the fledgling of times past
    It weighs me for my abilities
    Under its foreign wind i struggle to find stride
    the child forgotten cast off to one side
    cast of lessons anew i gather speed
    Sheer will shall make me
    I pray these winds shan't break me
    I hold fast to my roots
    as i glance forward onto a different horizon.